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☆ touches
astarion x male reader [he / him]
sypnosis: astarion doesn't remember the last time he felt the touch of someone that wasn't for sexual purposes. he hopes to remember all of [name]'s touches. (meant to be viewed as romantic)
the lowercase is intentional !
astarion doesn't remember the last time he's felt the sweet, loving touch of another. for the past 200 years it's just been touches of agony, or touches of sexual pleasure. nothing else.
but, then there was [name]. a man he met right after the nautiloid crashed, and he's been travelling with the other ever since then.
astarion had grown quite fond of [name], but he wasn't going to admit that. he couldn't admit that because he quite frankly didn't know how to. all he knew about loving another was just seducing and manipulating them so they'd sleep with him, trust him forever. astarion didn't know true love yet.
a sigh escapes the vampire spawn's lips as he rests at his tent. he's reading through a book, sipping from his goblet, wine pouring down his throat and for some reason astarion just can't get [name] out of his head.
he wants to care for the man, to be held by the man. he didn't just want something sexual with [name]. he wanted something romantic, something sweet and innocent. something that wasn't like anything else had experienced. something new.
astarion shook his head, trying to shake off the thoughts that were plaguing him. he couldn't think of another like this, it was unusal and nothing at all like him.
[name] noticed the small look of sadness that was plastered on astarion's face. it was something different - [name] never noticed the vampire spawn to have such an expression. naturally, the man was concerned for his companion.
"astarion?" [name] said as he approached the said male, a small smile on his face as he got closer to astarion. he tried to reassure him with his words and the look on his face, not make him any more upset than he already was.
"is something wrong, darling?" astarion replied, his face immediately being wiped of any sign of saddness or discomfort. he was hiding his true feelings, like always.
[name] studied astarion's face well, looking him up and down to see the hint of sadness that was on his face before. astarion's face didn't show it, he hid it. but his eyes told his secrets.
"you.. there's something wrong isn't there?" [name] responded to astarion's question with another question, crossing his arms over his chest. "i won't pry.. but i'm worried for you astarion. i've never seen you, well, upset before." [name] sighed, a small frown now forming on his lips.
astarion was surprised with [name]'s answer, to say the least. he didn't expect the man to be so perceptive of everything, let alone of someone like astarion.
the gesture warmed astarion's cold heart, and astarion felt like it was beating again. nobody had ever made him feel such a way these past 200 years. nobody cared about what astarion felt or wanted, they only cared about torturing him or trying to get into bed with him.
"i care for you, astarion. truly." [name] continued as he took a few, cautious steps forward, not wanting to startle astarion. "i'm here for you, and i want to help you with whatever it is you're upset about." the male carried on speaking gently before he took ahold of both of astarion's pale hands, stroking them.
astarion felt like he was melting. [name]'s soft touches were just doing it for him, he wanted to stay like this for as long as possible. he wanted to remember this moment for as long as he lived. he was finally being touch with such gentleness, such softness and love. he felt as if his heart was actually beating again.
"it's nothing, my dear. just.. something silly. it's nothing, really." astarion smiles at [name], but the other is not convinced at all by the elf's words.
"i don't think it's nothing, astarion. you were upset and even if it is something.. i still want to hear it." [name] insists, even though he said a few moments prior that he wouldn't pry if astarion didn't feel like it. he still held the elf's hands in his own, never wanting to let go.
astarion submit to [name]'s words and soft touches. he couldn't say no to the man infront of him, even if he tried, and he tried, and he tried again. it wouldn't work.
astarion sighs and he shakes his head, taking a deep breath before speaking up again. "it's just.. i wished to have someone touch me in a more romantic, non sexual way. but.. you've fulfilled all of my desires, love. so there's nothing else to be said." the vampire spawn expresses his worries, a smile on his face as he speaks to [name].
[name] nods and listens intently to what astarion has to say about his worries. [name] feels sorry for astarion, how could he not? the other knew nothing of kindness, nothing of love and non-sexual intimacy for 200 years. he had been tortured, sleeping with other people without ever feeling the love of another.
"well, i'm glad i can help you, star." [name] replies with a whisper, a hand moving up to touch astarion's cheek. his touch is soft, warm and everything astarion wanted. the vampire spawn never wanted this to end. he wanted to stay like this forever, even if he had mentioned that to himself multiple times before.
"thank you." astarion says back to the man infront of him, his voice slightly breaking as his smile wobbles on his lips. he truly feels that this is the life he wants for the rest of eternity. he wants nothing else but these touches and sweet, sweet words.
[name] hums and he continues to stroke astarion's cheek tenderly, his eyes filled with love for the other man. he also didn't want this moment to end, as much as astarion didn't want it to end.
"you don't have to thank me. i'll always be glad to be by your side, and show you as much love as you need. whether that be touches, words or anything else that you need." [name] whispers into astarion's ear before placing a sweet kiss on astarion's cheek. his words were true and sincere, full of a love that astarion hadn't felt in so long.
astarion nods along to [name]'s words, savouring the moment for what felt like forever. he wanted to savour it for forever, he wanted to remember it for forever and all of the moments similar to this one that would follow after.
"i want to remember all of these moments.. all of these touches for forever." astarion confesses, his words almost hushed so only [name] could hear them and nobody else at camp. it felt like they were the only two people there.
"then, i'll keep giving you new moments to remember too. for as long as possible." [name] responds, a feeling of truth and honestly behind his words. astarion definitely wouldn't be opposed to having more touches, words and memories shared with [name]. it would be simply wonderful. perfect even.
astarion knows he will remember the new memories of having felt the sweet, loving touch of another. for the next 200 years and beyond, he will remind himself of [name] and every moment they shared. they love that they had for eachother.
astarion is sure to remember.
☆ author's note: hope you guys enjoy my first bg3 fic! astarion is who i am currently romancing on my first try too. i'm looking forward to romancing wyll next, all of his scenes just seem so sweet. the dancing.. might write something about it. keep requesting too!
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astarion x male reader [he / him]
sypnosis: under cazador's rule, astarion never got what he wanted. but, that changed ever since he met [name]. (meant to be viewed as romantic)
the lowercase is intentional !
for the past 200 years of his life, astarion never had a say in what he wanted to do. he had to go out, look for people to lure back to cazador and sleep with those said people. it was never what he wanted. it was what cazador wanted.
astarion had to listen to orders from his 'master'. he had to always follow his 'master's wants and demands, or else something bad would happen.
but astarion didn't want to listen.
astarion wanted to chose to do what he wanted, not what cazador wanted. why did he have to do what someone else wanted him to do? why was that person not able to accomplish their wants on their own? astarion did understand.
by coincidence, astarion found himself on a mindflayer ship and soon crash landing near a beach.
the spawn was free from cazador, at least for now. he was able to walk into the sun too for the first time in 200 years. most importantly, astarion felt free. well, his idea of 'being free' was quite restricted. he now had a parasite that could turn him into a tentacled, brain eating monster at any point. astarion didn't like how that was his definition of being free from cazador.
of course, down the line of astarion's new found and temporary freedom, he met [name]. from that day forth, the two started travelling together.
there was something about [name] that astarion couldn't understand. he was nothing like the other people astarion knew. he was nothing like astarion's brothers, or sisters or even cazador. there was something different about him.
[name] listened. he listened to everything astarion, and other companions, said to him. he was so attentive and observant, which was quite unlike all the people astarion had met before. it was all about them and their feelings and their wants, not astarions.
it made astarion feel something. it made the vampire spawn feel something that he hadn't felt in his 200 years of 'living'. yet, astarion couldn't bring himself to understand what this feeling was. or, well, he didn't want to confront the feeling after being trapped for so long not being able to have what he wants.
night had fallen upon camp, and everyone was sitting around the fire. everyone was laughing, making jokes and telling eachother stories about their pasts before the parasites. that was everyone except astarion.
astarion was lurking in the shadows, just as he did before when he did the things cazador wanted him to do. astarion's mind was just rattling, plaguing him with different ideas about [name] and he just didn't want to confront himself about it. astarion tried his hardest to push away these thoughts and feelings, to lock them away forever, but nothing was working.
a sudden snap of a branch was heard, making astarion shoot his head towards the noise. it was [name], a smile plastered on his face and a glass of wine in his hands that he held out for astarion to take.
"you looked lonely, i thought you might want some company." [name] said as he walked closer to astarion, taking a seat on the floor besides the spawn.
astarion took the wine and he started to sip on it, not making any eye contant with [name] whatsoever. why did the man he was just thinking of and trying to hard to ignore the feelings he had for have to show up? and why did he have to be so nice, and caring, and considerate all the damn time?
the vampire spawn sighed to himself, although it was still loud enough for [name] to hear him do so. he took another sip of the wine and his eyes darted from his glass, to [name] and back again. he wanted to say something to the other man, but he didn't know what to say.
"i think.. i think i've finally figured out what i want." astarion mumbled into the glass, his eyes fixated on it, no longer moving to look at his companion.
[name] turned his head towards astarion and he raised an eyebrow. he was definitely curious as to what his friend 'wants'. he was surprised that astarion even decided to bring up such a thing in the first place. "oh?" is all [name] responded with, wanting astarion to keep the conversation going.
astarion cleared his throat before he spoke yet again. "i mean, i've always had to do what others wanted me to do, like cazador.. but i've finally figured out what i want." astarion continues speaking, secretly hoping that [name] isn't weirded out by what he's saying.
"well, what is it that you want?" [name] hummed in response, a smile forming on his lips as his face was still turned towards astarion. he'd be willing to help out the spawn with his desires, no matter what those desires may be.
astarion took a deep breath and he finally looked at [name]. for some reason he felt so flustered and mushy, he never felt like this when luring people to cazador. but then again, [name] always made him feel so different.
"i want you." astarion whispered, his crimson eyes glimmering in the moonlight as they stayed fixated on [name]. "not just for sex or passion, i want you fully. for love and simple pleasures between us two." astarion confessed, feeling relieved for finally admitting his feelings but at the same time feeling proud for saying what he wanted.
[name] sat there processing astarion's words for a few seconds. astarion was getting a little nervous admittedly at [name]'s lack of response. nobody who astarion manipulated or tricked before ever stayed this silent at some seduction. but this wasn't just simple seduction, this was the truth. astarion truly did want [name].
a smile was still on [name]'s lips after he had processed the words astarion had given him. there was no look of disgust or annoyance on the man's face, and quite frankly astarion was glad.
"i think i could make that work." [name] finally replied, taking astarion's empty hand into his own. he then stroked the pale elf's hand gently, still looking up at his face. "we could make this work." [name] finished his response with a kiss to astarion's hand, and astarion felt the happiest he had ever felt in years.
astarion had finally gotten what he had wanted. he now had [name], and [name] had him. astarion couldn't feel any better. he was so glad that he could get the things that he wanted, not the things that others wanted.
astarion finally felt the freest he had ever felt in 200 years.
☆ author's note: hope you guys enjoy (even if this is kind of short)! i finally triggered astarion's confession scene today :') keep requests coming! you guys can also request some valentine's day themed things too!
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☆ a dance for two
wyll ravengard x male reader [he / him]
sypnosis: a ball is being held in baldur's gate, and of course the blade of frontiers is invited. wyll brings along his newly-wed husband, [name], along with him which leads them to share a dance. (meant to be viewed as romantic)
the lowercase is intentional !
being the blade of frontiers, and duke ravengard's son, wyll was invited to many balls, parties and festivals. it was what he grew up with, it was what he was accustomed to.
however, what wyll wasn't accustomed to was actually having a dance, let alone a date, to any of these events. but, that all changed once wyll met [name].
after the nautiloid crash, the two men had hit it off. they got closer during their adventures, sharing stories of their pasts and hopes for the future. they shared a few dances together and a few kisses before it was finally made official. the two started to travel as lovers through the lands of
the two had been through it all, and it felt like they could get through more. so, of course, wyll proposed. it wasn't anything expensive or fancy - but it was special. it was special and unique for wyll and [name]. they didn't need anything other than eachother. they were enough for eachother.
time went by and the couple had gotten married. they defeated the absolute, helped fix eachother, settled down and had a nice ceremony. family, friends and loved ones were invited to the ceremony - and it felt like all of baldur's gate almost showed up.
of course, after the wedding, wyll was reinvited to many parties as the blade of frontiers. the buildings in baldur's gate were all repaired after the fight with the absolute, so more people started hosting parties and galas and balls to celebrate. wyll was practically invited to each one of them.
being newly wed, wyll decided to ask [name] to come along with him to these events. [name] accepted, a bright grin on his face as he did so. how could he ever say no to his husband?
and so, the two of them went off to each event they were invited to in baldur's gate.
one night, wyll and [name] were invited to quite the prestigious party. many lords, royals, and people of the sort came along. that meant that wyll was automatically invited.
the two arrived at the party. a large house, if you could even call it that anymore due to the sheer size of it, was infront of them. colours of gold, white, and other prestigious colours were draped on every surface. [name] hadn't ever seen such a sight before, but he was glad he could share it with his husband.
the two men entered the building where many were talking amongst themselves. it was all conversations about business, riches or whatever people talked about in situations like these. [name] was just mesmerised by everything in that moment that he wasn't paying attention.
wyll took [name]'s hand in his own, shooting the other male a smile as they advanced forward. they reached a table that was decorated with expensive food and drink. everything at this event was tailored to the people and the actual building - being expensive and luxurious as possible.
wyll picked out a few things from the table and he handed them to [name]. they were most of [name]'s favourite things. wyll just wanted to see [name] smile more.
[name] took the items from wyll eagerly, a bright smile on his face as he did so. it was the very smile that wyll wanted to see. [name] immediately started eating the food, and drinking the drinks. he savoured every last bit of them. after all, it was expensive and something to be enjoyed.
wyll smiled back as he saw the light of his life smile. it was perfect, just what he needed to keep himself smiling and feeling happy. he felt like he could engrave his husband's smile into his brain forever and never think of anything else again.
[name] peers over at wyll briefly, raising an eyebrow at the man. "you seem to be deep in thought. is something wrong, love?" [name] questioned, brows furrowing as he waited for a response from his husband.
wyll chuckled and he shook his head, still smiling a little at [name]. "nothing's wrong, my dear. i'm just thinking of your smile and how i love it and you so much." wyll replied with a hum.
[name] scoffed in return, rolling his eyes playfully. his face softened and he returned to smiling after wyll had complemented him.
"why thank you, love. i must say i love your smile and you so much too." [name] retorted back, putting his plate down onto the table. he takes a few steps forward to kiss wyll on the forehead. "i love you so, so much." [name] mutters against wyll's forehead.
wyll opens his mouth to reply, but there's a sudden change in the atmosphere.
the music being played by the orchestra has changed, the lighting of the hall has dimmed. everything seems slower and more intimate. the mood was perfect for a slow dance. dance - one of wyll's specialities.
wyll lets out a deep breath, before he looks at [name], flashing his husband a smile. his eyes were already giving away what he wanted to ask.
"will you take this dance, dear?" wyll asks, holding a hand out for [name] to take. immediately and without hesitation, [name] takes wyll's hand in his own.
the warlock then leads [name] to the clearing in the hall where many couples were already dancing. the two join the other couples and get ready to share their own slow dance.
wyll puts a hand on [name]'s side, the other holding [name]'s hand. [name] knows what to do after this, having danced with wyll many times at their camp. he places a hand on wyll's shoulder, whilst the other is clasped in wyll's own hand.
the couple sway in time to the music, wyll guiding [name] in case he still felt unsure about dancing. yet, this just came so naturally for both of them. it was as if they had spent their whole lives dancing together, having their bodies molded perfectly so they fit outstandingly whilst dancing. everything about the couple just seemed perfect. but perfect to them just meant being with the other.
"i love this.. these dances with you." wyll whispers into [name]'s ear as they kept dancing. it felt as if they were the only couple dancing. it felt as if they were the only people in the room. it felt as if the world revolved around them in that moment. it was absolutely perfect.
"and most importantly.." wyll continues, a smile playing at his lips. "i love you. i don't think i'd be here right now if it wasn't for you, so thank you." wyll whispers again, pressing a quick peck to [name]'s lips.
once the warlock pulls away, [name] smiles and he starts his response to his husband. "i'd like to thank you too, for always being by my side and making the world seem perfect whenever you're with me." [name] hums, leaning forward to give wyll another peck. "i love you too." [name] whispers as he pulls away.
the two keep dancing. they stare into eachother's eyes as they do so, unable to look away for even a second. they are so captivated and mesmirised by eachother, it would make any other couple jealous of the loge the two men shared. their love was unstoppable.
once the music started to come to an end, wyll leaned in once again and he kissed [name]. it wasn't a quick peck like before, it was a tender kiss this time. the kiss was full of love, speaking greater than words ever could. it held a weight that nothing else ever could, that no words ever could.
wyll pulled away, chuckling to himself lightly. "as much as we kiss day to day, your lips never fail to get me flustered." he admits, feeling all warm and lovesick inside. only [name] could make him feel such a way.
[name] grinned and he kissed wyll's cheek in response. he too felt warm and giddy inside after all of wyll's words and actions. he never wanted them to end. [name] was just so glad that he was married to wyll now. wyll was his, and [name] was wyll's. that was how it was always meant to be. that's how it's going to be like forever.
"i hope we get to share more dances, dear. you're the only partner i want, in life and for dancing." wyll mutters before he kisses [name]'s lips again, letting the fading music drone out in the moment. all he cared about was [name] in that moment and no one else.
☆ author's note: i LOVE wyll. he is my husband for real !! larian is not giving wyll the treatment he deserves 😒
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astarion x male reader [he / him]
sypnosis: (spawn) astarion decides to step out into the sun after his partner passes away so they could be together forever. (meant to be viewed as romantic)
the lowercase is intentional !
- warnings: character death
it had been a while since all the mindflayers and the tadpoles and the brain. actually, it had been years. decades had already come and go since then, and astarion couldn't tell that so long had already passed.
yet, so many things reminded him that time was going past.
[name] was aging, gracefully in fact. astarion loved all the wrinkles that adorned his lover's skin, or the greys that streaked [name]'s hair. those small details helped remind astarion that the world was still progressing, that he wasn't stuck in one place dreading for his end like when he was with cazador. though, it did feel like he was stuck in time, but that was because he was with [name]. he always felt as if he was stuck in slow motion with him, never wanting the days, weeks, months and years to come to an end.
but, as time progressed, [name]'s health started to decline. it wasn't anytning at first, he was perfectly fine. yet, when the wrinkles started growing deeper and when he'd get ill more often astarion knew something was up. he knew that his time with [name] wasn't going to last long. it wasn't going to in the first place anyway. astarion was cursed with immortality, whilst [name] was blessed with mortality.
astarion looked over at his lover, watching as their gaze was focused on the window outside. it was getting harder for [name] to do simple tasks on his own such as walking, eating and other mundane tasks that he had brushed past during his younger years. of course, astarion helped [name] every step of the way. he wanted to spend every moment with [name], even if it could be their last one together.
[name] looked over at astarion, noticing that someone's gaze was on him. "i don't understand why you still sit and stare at me.. i'm far too old for you to still find me attractive." [name] laughed lightheartedly. he then started coughing, making astarion's eyes widen and ears perk up out of worry and fear.
once [name] stopped coughing, astarion sighed. "i still find you attractive, dear. i'll always find you as dashing as the first day i met you, even if you were a pile of mush." astarion responded, a small smile on his face even though it pained him to see what [name] was going through.
"you are too kind.." [name] laughed a little again, his breathing deep and slow as his eyes trailed back to the window. "i'm honestly.. surprised you're still here with me. i could die at any moment, yet you stay by my side even though you can live forever." [name] whispered, his voice carried with a twinge of sadness to astarion.
astarion felt himself frowning. he didn't like where this conversation was going, not one bit. he didn't like the idea of [name] leaving him so soon, he couldn't bear it. he didn't want someone to leave him, he didn't want to be alone.
sure, astarion could've always made some effort to find an immortal lover like himself. yet, he made no such efforts to do so. [name] was his, for forever. no matter if [name] was a mere mortal or not.
"my dear, i will stay by you for as long as i will roam the earth." astarion replies, his own voice coming out as a whisper. he kneels infront of [name], taking their hand in his own before he pressed his lips to the hand. "whether you are dying, or well, i will always be by your side. i could never leave you." astarion mumbled as he pressed another kiss to [name]'s hand.
[name] hummed, turning his head back so he could look down at astarion with a small smile. "thank you, my love." the man responds, voice croaky and hoarse from the old age.
"there's no point of sharing this.. immortality of mine if i couldn't share it with you." astarion whispers, trying to refrain himself from tearing up. "even if it's just for a glimpse, a brief part of my life but all of yours.. i wouldn't want it any other way." astarion admits, looking up at [name] with a smile. yet, behind the smile were broken eyes full of pain and grief for what's to come.
[name] stares down at astarion in awe from his words. he feels touched and warmed by his lover's words. "my love.. you don't know how much i appreciate your words. you don't know how much i appreciate you.. how much i appreciate you sticking by my side.." the old man speaks, voice wavering and shaking.
astarion presses his forehead against [name]'s hand, using his own hand to squeeze theirs. he tries to keep himself from letting tears spill, but it's too late. a few start to fall onto [name]'s hand, then more and more fall onto the hand the floor.
[name] takes his free hand and he strokes astarion's cheek with it, trying to get him to look up. "don't cry, my love. i'm not gone yet.." [name] adds, a small chuckle leaving his lips as he spoke to try and lighten the mood. he just didn't want to come to terms that he'd be leaving astarion so soon.
astarion looked up and he nodded, wiping his face with his sleeve. he tried to calm down before he spoke again, he didn't want to look weak now. he couldn't act weak now. he still had to be there for [name], and [name] wasn't gone yet.
"can you lead me to the bedroom, please? i think i need to go and take a nap." [name] asks, moving the topic of conversation along. he didn't want to dampen the mood any further, the air was already thick with sorrow after all.
astarion nodded and he got up, brushing the dust off of his knees. the vampire spawn then took [name]'s arms, helping him walk over to the bedroom. once they arrived into the bedroom, astarion helped his lover onto the bed. he tucked [name] in, pressing a kiss to their wrinkled forehead before he got in next to them.
"i love you, my little star. i always will, even when my candle goes out." [name] whispers, closing his eyes slowly so he could get his rest.
astarion rested his head on [name]'s chest, listening to his slow heartbeat. "i love you, forever and always my dear." astarion whispers back, a smile on his lips as he tries to not think about what the future holds for them.
a few hours pass, and astarion moves to see if [name] is awake. the man should've woken up a while ago, his naps weren't always this long. maybe [name] was just feeling extra drowsy? astarion didn't want to think of anything else.
astarion lifts his head and he sees that [name]'s chest has stopped moving up and down. surely he's just seeing things, right? astarion just stares for a few seconds and he gulps. there's no breathing.
the vampire spawn reaches out and grabs [name]'s hand. it's cold. yes, [name] had recently been growing colder and colder, not being the same firey warmth astarion was used to. but, this time the coldness was different. it was almost as if [name] was a solid block of ice. maybe it was because there was a breeze in the room? that was surely it, right?
astarion rests his head on [name]'s chest once again to confirm his suspicions. he needs to be 100% sure of something before he jumps to conclusions. and there it is.. [name] no longer has a pulse. there's no longer a heartbeat astarion can hear to remind him that his lover is alive.
"no.." astarion mumbles, lifting his head up once more to take a look at his dearest. "no, no, no.." astarion shakes his head, trying to blink away incoming tears but it's no use. his love is gone. nothing can bring him back. no tears, no cries or screams are going to bring [name] back. there was absolutely nothing. [name]'s candle had been blown out, and too early for astarion's liking. there was so much unspoken words, so many things astarion could've said and things he wanted to say. but it was too late.
astarion started bawling. he gripped tightly onto his dead lover's body, not letting it go. it was as if he was protecting it from some unknown entity, scared they were going to take away [name] from him. but, they already had.
"no.. [name] why?!" astarion sobbed into [name]'s chest. he couldn't even let out any proper tears, he was silently crying, screaming even, into [name]'s unbeating chest.
astarion's mind and heart rattle inside of him. they wrestle, trying to get astarion to listen, to do one thing that they offer. yet, astarion does not budge. he does not hear his heart or his mind. the only thing he can hear is his silent crying into [name]'s chest, the sound he desperately didn't want to hear until years into the future.
the vampire's mind screams and yells at him, telling him that astarion should join him. his mind screams that they could be together forever if astarion just joined him. but how? there was no possible way for astarion to join [name], as much as he wanted to.
yet, there was a solution. the sun.
astarion was only a spawn, he couldn't walk out in the sun without a fear of being burnt into a crisp. the only method of him joining [name] would be walking out into the sun or getting staked in the heart. astarion opted for the sun.
astarion let go of [name]'s body, running out of the house and into the sun. the golden hues kissed his pale skin, until they started to burn. piece by piece, astarion started to flow away as ash. the ash littered the sky, almost telling a story of the words astarion wanted to say, the story of his tragedy.
perhaps it was a spur of the moment thing, a stupid, silly idea that astarion shouldn't of acted upon. but it was too late now. astarion could now finally be with [name], eternally. they could finally be together until the end of time.
astarion didn't want anything else, just to be with [name] forever and always.
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☆ scars
gale dekarios x ftm reader
sypnosis: gale and [name] show eachother their scars and tell eachother about them. (meant to be viewed as romantic)
the lowercase is intentional !
"i must admit," gale mutters as he pulls off his shirt "it has been a while since i've been shirtless infront of someone."
gale finally takes his shirt off, placing it to the side as neatly as he could. it was his camp shirt, he didn't want it to get all muddled up and messy later. he still wanted it to be in somewhat pristine condition.
"i mean, i even told tara to leave the room whenever i was changing back in waterdeep." gale chuckled, shaking his head as he recollected the thought of it.
[name] cut off his lover with a kiss. he then pulled away with a smile on his lips. yes, he did love gale speaking, but he also loved kissing his partner a whole lot more.
"well, i'm glad you can do this with me then. i'm also glad i'm the first person that had seen your body in a while." [name] hummed, a playful smile replacing the smile he had on his lips previously. he then pulled his own shirt off, discarding it to the side, somewhere near gale's shirt.
[name]'s chest was adorned with two very prominent scars. they were quite intricate, practically the main focus of his chest. it took away all of the focus of his small scars, but he didn't mind it at all. in fact, he was proud of showing those scars off.
"now, you tell me about your scars and i'll tell you about mine. just like you promised me earlier." [name] hummed, a smile tugging at his lips as he looked over at his lover.
gale was a little flustered, to say the least. [name] hadn't ever shown him his full body, apart from that time in the weave. yes, this was only his torso, but it was something. if gale's orb hadn't been stabilised, he thought he would've blown a fuse right there and then.
[name] walked towards gale until they were an arms length away. his fingers gently traced the orb on gale's chest, taking note of how it pulsated under each fingertip. a few sparks of purple also flashed and iluminated the room due to the orb. [name] assumed it was because gale was flustered, and [name] loved gale being flustered.
gale reached out and he took [name]'s hand in his own. he trailed the hand to his free hand, letting [name]'s fingers roam across his knuckles and his palm, feeling the scars that were littered on his hand.
"most of those are scratches from tara, or just papercuts from books that have never healed." the wizard explained, looking at [name] with a smile. he was glad he could share this moment with his lover, finally being comfortable enough to show his body to someone for the first time in forever.
[name] nodded at gale's explanation, looking at the scars he had on his hand. they were small, but they made gale, gale. [name] loved everything about his partner, no matter if it was the scars or the rambling or the orb inside of him. [name] loved it all.
the man leaned forward and he kissed the scars on gale's hand. his lips were gentle against the scars, as if they were fresh wounds. [name] was always delicate with gale, acting as if his lover was something fragile and something that was about to break. truth be told, he was.
"i love all of these scars.." [name] mumbled against gale's hand, looking up at the other man as he did so. he took his time to kiss each individual scar that decorated gale's hand, not wanting to get rid of this moment.
[name] removed himself from gale's hand soon after, stopping his kisses. he then moved back to gale's chest, now kissing the orb that was there.
gale didn't expect [name] to do such a thing, but he wasn't complaining. his orb pulsated under [name]'s lips, flashing small flickers of purple. his heartbeat picked up slightly as he became increasingly more flustered by the whole situation. he couldn't help but love how [name] was making him feel comfortable in his body, and he wanted to do the same for his partner.
"it's your turn now.." gale whispered, pulling [name] off of his chest. [name] grumbled and he narrowed his eyebrows at his lover. he wanted to keep going, but he had a promise to keep up the other half of.
gale's brown eyes darted down to [name]'s torso. he looked at the scars [name] had underneath his pectorals. he stared at them and took a mental note of their appearance. they were a bit jagged, but they seemed to have served their purpose nonetheless. gale loved them, just as [name] loved his scars too.
"although i already know half of the story, i'd still like to know more about them." gale muttered, his fingers grazing over [name]'s scars.
"well.. they're my top surgery scars, as you know. i never felt much like a woman, i always felt more like a man." [name] started, slightly shuddering under gale's touch. "but, i didn't know how to make myself look more like a man. i always felt like i was just playing dress up or something.." [name] mumbled, looking down at gale's fingers as he spoke.
[name] let out a sigh, waiting a few seconds before he started speaking again. he let gale continue to trace his scars and adore them, just as he had done a few minutes ago.
"i opted for surgery, which is where the scars are from." [name] explained, his voice soft as he continued to look at his lover. "i don't think the person fully knew what they were doing.. but whatever they did worked." [name] chuckled to himself.
gale nodded at [name]'s explanation and he pressed a quick kiss to his scars. he lifted his head back up and he smiled, placing another kiss on [name]'s cheek this time.
"your scars tell a story, they remind you of a battle you fought and won. i love them." gale whispered into [name]'s ear, stroking his lover's hair gently. he truly meant what he was saying. he loved [name]'s scars and the meaning behind them.
[name] smiled bashfully at the wizard. he hadn't experienced this much love and affection before, or any reassurances about his own scars. he was truly glad about meeting gale and being able to share such a moment with him.
"thank you. i love your scars too, even if they're not from as tought battles as mine." [name] teased, pressing a quick peck to gale's lips with a hum.
[name] then continued to explain to gale in detail how his other scars appeared. there were some from different fights with monsters, even some new ones since after the nautiloid crash. gale listened intenly to everything [name] was saying, a smile on his lips at all time.
"..that's the last one." [name] said, pushing gale away from his torso so he could stop touching and kissing it. "i'm feeling cold so no more scar appreciation or whatever this was.." [name] chuckled.
the man then walked over to where he had thrown his shirt. he quickly tossed it on before throwing gale his own shirt. gale followed, putting on his own shirt afterwards.
without any warning, gale was then tackled down onto the bedroll by [name]. he was then attacked by an array of kisses and praises, earning laughter in return.
the pair were definitely going to show eachother their scars again.
- author's note: i absolutely love this old man <3 i started a new game just to romance him even though i haven't finished my 1st game 😭
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I started playing Baldur's Gate 3...
He's going to ruin me.
Me, entering yet another fandom and being bombarded by yet another oc/fic idea that will never see the light of day:
CMON GUYS
Actually there’s a way to ask larian to give us Zevlor as a companion when you go to the website (must have a larian account) go to submit a big/crash instead of doing it there’s a menu where you can choose the report type and just go to feedback and you can submit your desires! That’s what happened before the game released in the early access people asked for Mirtha that’s why we got her now❤️ I submitted already asking for Zevlor and Raphael if the whole community on tumblr do it maybe they’ll gift us something🥹
Thank you for sharing!
You know what to do, Zevlor community
On that same note, I do think it’s verrrryyyy likely that we will get a Zevlor romance (DLC) one day
Out of all npc/non-companions he’s probably the most likely to ever become a companion, he’s just so important all throughout act 1 and 2. There’s no way that Larian will turn a blind eye to his potential
Until that, we should totally continue bringing it up though. Let them know that we’re desperate for this old man, don’t give up!
Question for Tumblr. Can I bring Tumblr humor to Twitter?
Spotify Playlists
Imma just dump some playlists here. I have soooo many for various fandoms, characters, ship, situations, etc. I want to share them with y'all cause I put a lot of time into them. They're always being worked on, so if the one you like isn't very long, come back later. I might have added more songs to it. Thanks!
Series--
PSI Cops: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6uS1aHIqbYogzDHHGo1n2e?si=esm-1aUmQjOpBjqhVcoWRw&pi=u-zIo8KeAPSXO2
Psychonauts: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1nkehg5YISpO1qYkxhnLZZ?si=sl7uuypmQfK4cQS_32UgUA&pi=u-TWIJmpQmS0aV
Sam & Max: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2adb6ApHr1JYmvDzchAKXr?si=f61upDB5SZKmM-ODZ0rdig&pi=u-Qkh03HitS1WP
Characters--
Truman Burbank (Truman Show): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6jq1eErhkDMG3A3RM5wnh8?si=Rp1ksB2DRJ6bLyDecXyZZQ&pi=u-A3HGuZ4hSDqZ
Agent Stone (Sonic movie): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/73Wrk6bjx8dPMIw1tkjB2R?si=Xxth_JFyTrmWaZNjfpyYKw&pi=u-lSWEBUUmQ_6T
Robotnik (Sonic movie): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4KqwVZksuo5Jbg11R9H2tc?si=bhWNkr5eQdCGHsBOAo6DPQ&pi=u-3Kkn30knQCKp
Astarian (BG3): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7B6kq8grBZkRhTTeT9Lufg?si=CsnhwAiLRPGDU15rXkJWog&pi=u-USKc-hHMQJGn
Bakugo (MHA/BNHA): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2P0ACCJNERmxukIuH9wX3m?si=SjBxeI9GSMqCZfDPv9qZKw&pi=u-NRvDkh9YR-aY
Eraserhead (MHA/BNHA): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5wAf2SEcuQ5T4ZaP8f9rYO?si=UJ_CcVX3Sue13SKexga4xA&pi=u-AGS-CSsORaOw
Present Mic (MHA/BNHA): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2T2QA1sM1itqkBzcjbPc4R?si=kCUMS4PNRlOjgUXR6m9Cbw&pi=u-OgTgCkevQAyX
Eri (MHA/BNHA): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6GnQob96ZUnDPHAA28xBOk?si=jZj3mjYlQfeb76rj-KS_1A&pi=u-Bh_OQBCOS6O-
Shigaraki (MHA/BNHA): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1AMGAg4JwsAmWWhyyFIdcR?si=v2mECZsxQc-Xf6z-NrerTw&pi=u-yQQsLzEIQPmH
Bart (Dirk Gently): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7kHVgbUsiM3kx1fcPMUyVu?si=sj-YrGuFRfWcRVTROv3OVg&pi=u-xjT7pcwDSjCl
Dirk (Dirk Gently): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2EBq9icmGQyeaeNi9W0J92?si=zfs6hResQU23b7tI_GwrQA&pi=u-yo2zEfFuTVSE
Todd (Dirk Gently): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2JJeJw3484cw4Kbryy95I5?si=9jUX9XXPTkq7YD-6tMB7YA&pi=u-I_hBQTRzQgGV
Donna (RE8): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/76wOTZFnX8wOsounXQSOx8?si=hEBAQIcjR0WQaeqq-R-TNQ&pi=u-2FR5rPk0TkKf
Ethan (RE8): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2mYMCORlT2BnRYBPtR0TMs?si=RBoj_ObmRpu8Z-03oacZaA&pi=u-xwd3_iQERCCv
Heisenberg (RE8): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0o0wk0a8hEs6xuHEQ3r0NT?si=1VXPgOZqTimrX61jbPG1cQ&pi=u-xuoMUMDyTtue
Hugh Bliss (Sam & Max): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0Vy1N6CNj213vdMlZC8ONC?si=yH_oFA66S8GTDy0UfgLOqw
Jurgen (Sam & Max): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2d2R12aPYvmaSiF5FCOLqv?si=xjNlKi_nS7af54nCvSSG2g&pi=u-2OrlLE5WR4K3
Papierwaite & Yog-sogoth (Sam & Max): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1up7qnpsSGcpyGsLrxWZg8?si=ALQAcJSbTvOKl45u9VSBGQ&pi=u-fgPuq3ctRU2E
Sybil (Sam & Max): https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1ToP2NpJrXF2VK4kJyBEwE?si=6pLiPtaXQuy0JauItos6vw&pi=u-rkSrCzt3Roa9
Ships--
Eraserhead x Present Mic: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7balV6dixSnjG1aaSmdAWN?si=QShOMUglS5CHGzskMI7Rzw&pi=u-MqUrfWiiTcSA
Panto x Silas: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3kl6Z0luA07gFTTzqzeStp?si=FDdNuI9FR82WKqyiR6rZ7Q&pi=u-523YOGM-Sm-b
Robotnik x Stone: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4312aEcYUXRRZuAvGO9OTr?si=i7wBeJd2SC2NiYRdi3ftfw&pi=u-onKZaPyMRUe6
Venomous x Boxman: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5GXPEblqQnYUDyoI4nL1ga?si=crJAJA1iQ3KyXbIRw2ptxA&pi=u-qKpV_UL1SyGe
Kydd x Felixx: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/74T6X53RYW4ReRFfDxsU97?si=1ZYNTKerSySVjEkbl8l6dg&pi=u-15deJ-lSSbGl
Then a combined version of my Stone, Robotnik, and Stobotnik playlists: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/68r3CzGRJVbnYr4TlQwT2T?si=RmwJU8ghSaGde5nC7_eWSw&pi=u-ExzCNZ3CRSSn
Love that Steam is saying it will take 10 days to download Baldur's Gate 3
"Hey my gaming PC had trouble running baldur's gate 3; I don't know if you should get it"
My ten-year old laptop: we will play this game frame by frame if we have to.
Your Edward v Jacob is my Astarion v Gale
Gale Dekarios and my Tav, Althana, from Baldurs Gate 3.
I havent played bg3 myself yet (mostly because I cant) but im not letting that stop me from making art/ocs for it.
Anyway if gale has one fan, its me, if he has none, then im dead. 🤭
𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏, 𝑮𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑾𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑?
That one lonely freckle on his right flank needs some attention. I adore it.
Gale + karlach's epilogue outfit insp. by @mirrorhouse